Hi, this is not my first time writing fanfiction, just my first time trying my pen (well keyboard) at a glee story. I could not help but be upset by the thought that Kurt would be going off to college in New York and be separated from Blaine. This is my idea on how to fix that. Reviews are great, both positive and negative, but I would appreciate at least some explanation for your opinions. Saying, "you suck" won't do anything except be ignored. But, if you have constructive criticism, I would love to hear it.

This first chapters takes many references from the episode "Never Been Kissed" so it might be a good idea to be familiar with the episode (though who could really forget the introduction of Blaine and the birth of Klaine). However, the majority of the story will be set sometime near the end of Kurt's final year of high school.

This first chapter is very introspective and told in Kurt's point of view, but this is just an introductory chapter. The rest of the story will be more conversational and descriptive like a typical story. Well, I'm nervous, but I hope you will enjoy it.

~#~ Chapter 1: Discovering a Destined Dream ~#~

A person chooses their future dreams when their heart is struck by some amazingly unnatural attraction to an image or a sight or a sound or even a smell. For me, that moment happened the first time I heard the lilting voices from my first broadway musical (on tv I am ashamed to admit). In my sweet, but embarrassingly under-moisturized head (it takes time to discover all the correct products for one's skin), broadway was the only place I could see myself in my life.

However, as I grew up, I realized that simply being on broadway would not make me happy. I had far from given up on my naïve dream of stardom, but now I realized that my dream could include so much more. What that 'more' was I did not know, but one day I sat myself down and decided to find out. My first adventure in making a bucket list was extremely entertaining, but did not leave me as satisfied as I had hoped.

I loved singing. I loved the glitz and the glamour of broadway, but the glimmer of a future fantasy did not bring me comfort as a sat on the cold floor of the McKinley hallway after once again being shoved into a locker by some homophobic bully.

I tried so hard to find a warm place for myself with the glee club, but I would always be different. My fellow glee clubbers could enjoy my company and make me smile, but they could never really understand me. A fact made blaringly obvious by the annual girls versus boys challenge.

Mr. Schu was so quick to put me on the boys' team without even taking a second to think about my situation. How could he not see that gender was no longer something defined merely by genetics? Could he really not see how out-of-place I felt amongst the boys?

Nevertheless, I tried. I tried to voice my frustrations to Mr. Schu. I tried to make the boys enjoy the new twist on the challenge as much as I did, but once again all they did was tease me like they always did. Mr. Schu may have believed I belonged with the other boys in glee club, but apparently the boys themselves did not agree.

So, when Puck made that stupid off-handed comment about the warblers, I could not help but give in to the thoughts that had been plaguing me since I discovered they would be our competition.

Dalton Academy. Maybe it was shallow to think of them as a gay school, but if there was even a chance that there were some gay guys in the school, I had to find out. Most of the time I feel like the only gay kid in all of Ohio. I would give anything to find out I was wrong.

Even thought I hoped to find even one other gay kid to relate to, I could never in a million years ever anticipate all the joy one stroll down a flight of stairs would bring me. Blaine.

In my future plans, I never dreamed of meeting someone like Blaine perhaps because I could never imagine anyone as amazing as him. Now, over a year later, as I lay next to him on his bed I gained a new insight into dreams.

Dreams did not have to come from some fantastic flash of inspiration. Sometimes the most powerful dreams came from the quiet moments where you just feel the simple peace that comes with being truly happy.

Blaine was my dream. A dream I did not even know I had before I met him. His soft lips brushed against mine and I just knew that I was … content. For the first time in my life, I was not waiting for something in the future to bring me a sense of fulfillment.

I could never leave him.

The thought came to me not through some amazing explosion of inspiration, but from a slow and gentle burning in the very depths of my heart. Without any hesitation, I made a decision that would change my future forever, yet at the same time felt like it was destined to be since the moment I was born. I would not go to New York without Blaine.

I had far from given up on NYADA. I had not figured out all the how and why yet, but somehow I would find a way to stay with Blaine in Ohio next year and then go to New York next year with him. Oh yes, I would still be gracing the stages of Broadway. Blaine would just be waiting for me backstage or even better singing right alongside with me.

Now to find a way to tell Blaine …

… and my dad.

I wonder who would kill me first.

I just had to make them understand that I was not giving up my dream; I was just embracing a bigger dream.

~#~ To be continued ~#~

Please tell me what you think. I would love to hear any ideas you have on the "how and why" since I haven't exactly figured all of it out yet either (though I do have a rough idea). However, I take full creative freedom to choose what to include.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.